I got into my car and drove straight to the tattoo store, time to add to the tattoo. Ever since my son was killed I've gotten something added to my tattoo, almost to honor him. I sat in my car outside the tattoo parlor and took his picture out of my purse. I sat there looking at it trying not to have a breakdown.
A picture of her baby:
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My little boy, my angel. I couldn't protect you so I'll protect everyone else, mommy will meet you in heaven one day baby. Keep me a spot.I walked into the parlor and they had my regular seat open, I sat down and my tattoo artist came up to me.
"Hey, what's it going to be today?" He asked
"This on my back."
I pulled my phone out of my pocket and showed him the image I wanted***********
"In red as well?" He asked"Yeah." I said
So he drew it out and we decided on the placement I wanted. Then I laid down and he began tattooing. I'm getting this one because my sons favorite flower was roses, I know this because when I took him to a flower shop he kept trying to grab the roses.
"So do I get the back story to this one?" He asked
"Well, it was his favorite flower, you have any kids Ty?" I asked
"Yea got 2 little girls, they drive me crazy." He said in a jokingly tone.
"Just wait til they start bringing boys home." I teased
"Hey, no...there will be no boys!" He said
"Oh so girls then?" I asked
"No, no girls or boys, they will become nuns." He said and I laughed
"Lay still! Oh by the way Silvia wants you to come to her birthday party, she says she misses her Aunty badass." He laughed
"I love how they call me Aunty badass, well I'll definitely be there. When and where is it?" I asked
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Blue Eyes
Tínedžerská beletriaBadass Mafia boss...wait...A badass female mafia boss Shady past led to a lot of connections and a very strong sense of respect from my peers. I built my empire from the ground up, I own New York, this is my city and no one will ever come in my way...